A lot of people took some time to write or call me on my pandemic birthday this week. Shlomit made it super special. Thank you! But a notable mention goes to Debbie and Arturo for sending me my favorite desert: A whole poppy seed strudel. I ate half for dinner in one sitting. I didn’t … Continue reading Mohn
In a move that shall go down in history as one of the top boss moves ever by an uncle, David went to Israel, made his way to King George street in Tel-Aviv, entered the famous Weiss Bakery, and brought one of their legendary poppy seed (mohn) strudels for me. The strudel was carefully packed … Continue reading Poppy seed strudel from Tel-Aviv
I just landed in my hometown of Monterrey, Mexico to a giant surprise: homemade mohn strudel baked by none other than Olga. I immediately proceeded to eat a lot of it. The bread is on the thinner side. The filling not overly sweet – just the way I like it. A bit crumbly. What a delicious … Continue reading Poppy seed strudel from Monterrey
My mother-in-law Nira just got back from Hungary, and she was kind enough to bring me some mohn love from The First Strudel House. And on her birthday of all days! Mohn strudel is not super common in these parts. And compared to the few in the area, this one had by far a much … Continue reading Poppy seed strudel from Budapest
I don’t like jelly hamantashen (Yidish המן־טאַשן; in Hebrew Oznei-Haman / אוזני המן). Those are for sissies. But everywhere you go, that’s the only flavor! What I really really really like, and this should not come as a surprise to long time readers, are the mohn aka poppy seed ones. It was time for me … Continue reading Hamantashen for dummies
